It's late at night, the stars are sparse, the sky is like ink
The mountains are much colder than the plains. After midnight, the dew condenses on the mountain road, and the mist turns heavier
The two of them walked in a hurry, and when they returned to the villa building, their clothes were beaten a little wet.
The trees are shrouded in the shade, and the red candles are still in the boudoir, and Xiao Zhao is still waiting for them
Fang Xuejian felt warm, and rushed to the stairs, and reached out and knocked on the door.
Before his fingertips touched Muge, the door creaked and suddenly opened.
The swaying candlelight is like a pot of blood-colored mercury poured out, and Fang Xuejian was covered with his face and body.
The door opened, and what caught my eye was a beautiful and beautiful face of a woman. Her sorrow and joyful face had just opened. This sad and sad and touching beauty is hard to describe and imitate. It can only be understood but not conveyed.
In an instant, Xiao Zhao's joy ignited the first brilliant spark in his beautiful eyes. However, the first bright spark burst into Fang Xuejian's heart, stretching out the ten thousand tender ice silks that were entangled and entangled with each other.
Through a shallow camphor wood threshold, the two of them looked at each other, staring blankly, silently
The thin air suddenly solidified between the two, as if it turned into a scorching transparent conductor. The emotional current that shuttled through instantly conveyed each other's concerns, and admiration and longing were more than a thousand words?
Miss, you are back... Xiao Zhao's joyful and shy face suddenly changed, and he looked at Fang Xuejian's shoulder timidly. A beautiful pink face was coming out from there, with a teasing look on his face. It was the eldest lady of Shenlong Villa Long Hongling
Before Fang Xuejian could turn around, Long Hongling pushed him into the room and shook his head, raised his foot and crossed the threshold, and said: Nowadays, the young man is really heartless. Before the newcomer enters the bridal chamber, the matchmaker has already thrown over the wall... A long sigh, it looks like a matchmaker in seventies, eighty years old, pretending to be full of grievances and resentment.
Xiao Zhao lowered her head, her face flushed with shame, and did not dare to see Fang Xuejian. She grabbed her sleeve and said softly: Miss, the soup is ready, do you want me to serve me?
Long Hongling glanced at Fang Xuejian and smiled: OK, it saves you the advantage.
Xiao Zhao agreed quietly, and walked towards the stairs on the left. Halfway through, he turned around and saw that he was still standing foolishly in place. He pointed to the wooden barrel and pointed to the bed, and asked him to go to bed and sleep on his own.
Xiao Zhao is slender, with narrow shoulders and slender waist, and elegant posture, like a white lotus in the clear moon; Dragon Red Spirit is exquisite, plump and round, like a rose in the scorching sun
Looking at the two beauties walking on lotus steps like willows and climbing a high building, Fang Xuejian's thoughts surged in his heart. If he could marry these two daughters, hold the white lotus on the left and the rose on the right, it would be worth it to go to the world.
After the two women disappeared into the bead curtain at the end of the stairs, Fang Xuejian reluctantly withdrew his gaze. Before the bed collapsed, he wanted to stuff two magical secret books under the pillow, lifted the pink mosquito net, and suddenly smelled a delicate female fragrance from his nose. He was proud of himself, took "The Demon Goddess's Art", turned to the place where the silver note was hidden, and kissed it gently, as if kissing Xiao Zhao's pink noodles.
The soup has been changed, the clear waves are rippling and the faint fragrance floats. Fang Xue gradually took off his body and lay inside. He felt a cool feeling penetrated into his internal organs through every pore in his body, which was very comfortable.
The sound of water on the upper floor was dinging, and the sound of a slight teasing of a woman came from time to time. Fang Xuejian pricked up his ears and wanted to hear it clearly, but he couldn't get it.
He had a fever on his face and became distracted. According to his memories during the day, he tried his best to imagine the moving body of Long Hongling when he was naked, with his chest and round buttocks, jade skin and ice skin. Compared to Xiao Zhao, he should be more mature than three parts.
Fang Xuejian was absent-minded. He took a bath for a while, wiped his body quickly, and did not blow out the candles, so he climbed onto the bed and turned over and lay down.
The experiences in the past two days are either great joy or shock. The nerves are too stimulating and exhausted. Thinking of myself playing with two phoenixes alone and enjoying the dream of blessings of the world, a shiny greed flowed from the corner of my mouth, my mind gradually became confused, and I fell asleep after falling asleep.
In the sleep, a sudden pain came from the back of the head. Fang Xuejian was shocked. He opened his eyes and turned his head to see that it was Xiao Zhao sitting on his buttocks.
Xiao Zhao wore a light green bellyband on her upper body and a thin silk underwear on her lower body. The candlelight shone on her icy and jade-like skin, as smooth and crystal clear as if transparent.
The head of the little Zhao moth is buried low, the red glow is swelling, the extremely soft and beautiful almond eyes are shiny and moist, and the shyness is infinite
When she saw Fang Xuejian turning her head over, she smiled apologetically and said: Did you hurt?
Fang Xuejian snorted lightly and asked: Xiao Zhao, when is it now?
It's almost dawn, Xiao Zhao's pretty face turned red, and his voice was as soft as if he was talking to himself. The lady asked me to sleep with her. I remembered that your wound slipped down before it was changed.
Fang Xuejian was grateful, and reached out to hold the soft and boneless Rouyi, put his palm on his lips and kissed him, and said with a smile: It's a blessing to remember it.
Xiao Zhao was even more shy, and his shiny eyes were filled with surprise and joy. He let him hold it for a while before retracting his little hand, gently peeling off the gauze, carefully sprinkling the medicine powder on the wound, and then re-wrapped it with new gauze.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Fang Xuejian endured the pain and said: Xiao Zhao, how are you usually good to you?
Xiao Zhao's face turned dim and she said softly: Miss is a good person, and she treats me like a sister, but Xiao Zhao is a slave after all, so some things are not easy to force.
Fang Xuejian was shocked. He was lonely since childhood and was used to living a life of living under someone else's roof. How could he not know the taste?
He was lucky than Xiao Zhao and met the compassionate Zen Master Huijue. Otherwise, his fate would be much more miserable than Xiao Zhao.
Thinking of Long Hongling's willful and willful personality, over the years, Xiao Zhao's suffering can be imagined.
Fang Xuejian felt mixed feelings, and he felt more pity for Xiao Zhao, who was both a worldly desolate person.
He came over with his backhand, held her round and thin waist, and said with great care: Xiao Zhao, when the owner of the manor comes back, I will redeem you. I will love and protect you all my life and will never let you suffer any grievances.
Xiao Zhao's eyes turned red, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, her chest was undulating, and she suddenly fell on his back, crying out loud
The crying was intermittent and low, like a huge rock that was pressing on a thousand kilograms, or was it pressing on the bitterness and grievances that had accumulated for more than ten years?
Feeling the smoothness and softness of the beautiful woman's body, Fang Xuejian felt it was helpful, stretched out his fingers, gently wiped away the tears from his face, and said: Xiao Zhao, how many days do you have to endure it, I am still waiting for sin now, and the matter of redeeming my body will fall on the eldest lady
Xiao Zhao's throat choked, his pointed chin pressed against his shoulder, and said softly: As long as your husband is sincere to Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao will be happy even if he is a slave.
Fang Xuejian turned his head and neck, kissed her delicate nose gently, and said: What a silly girl who is talking stupidly, will my guild lie to you?
Xiao Zhao stopped crying, turned the head of the red moth to the man's ear, and blew like orchids, saying: My husband, Xiao Zhao was originally a silly girl. His voice was soft and moist, as wet as the air on the plum rainy day in June in Jiangnan.
Xiao Zhao, you are not only a silly girl, but also a little fairy. My husband wants you now. Fang Xuejian's palm is moving downward and slid onto the beautiful woman's tender and round buttocks. Through a thin layer of silk, his fingertips were slightly pressed, and ten fingers fell into the soft buttocks, full of elasticity.
Xiao Zhao moaned softly, gently swaying his slender waist, not knowing whether to escape or to cater to his caress.
The two pointed breasts on the chest jumped and wriggled on the man's back, making Fang Xue gradually make the blood tumbling, and the heart turbulent
Fang Xuejian's breath gradually became thicker and heavier, and his ten fingers were either stroked or kneaded. The round and smooth hip muscles were like two well-fermented dough under his palms, and they were rubbed into various strange shapes.
Xiao Zhao's breathing gradually became lighter, and his palms climbed on Fang Xuejian's shoulder, opened his mouth lightly, and suddenly he held his ears in his mouth.
My husband... With the warm and sweet fragrance, a affectionate call sprayed from the beauty's mouth into the man's ears
Fang Xuejian's heart trembled suddenly, his whole body became hot like a burning fire, and the tide of feelings in his chest seemed to be about to swell and crack at any time.
Under the cloak of human nature, the naked desires of beasts are like an oil field buried deep in the ground, penetrated by the two words "lowly" of the beauty, ignited and exploded.
The wild horse breaks out of the reins, the oil field is blowing out, and the dry firewood meets the fire. What men and women need now is free galloping like a vast sea and sky, and what they need is endless burning.
Returning to the most primitive and boldest sensual impulse between heaven and earth, passion cheers like scorching lava, breaking down the reserved fence, raging the beautiful vast field full of flowers
Chasing happiness is God's initial idea of dividing humans into men and women. Fear, shrinking and escaping are truly unforgivable sins
Fang Xuejian's eyes turned red and suddenly turned around. With Xiao Zhao's scream, she lifted her from her back to the inside of the bed.
The wooden bed is narrow and only four feet wide, so it can barely accommodate two people lying on their heads together
Xiao Zhao's body was lifted off the back by the man, and his back hit the wall immediately. Half a scream had not yet been heard, and he blocked Cherry's mouth tightly.
Fang Xuejian sat up, gently stretched his ape's arms, and hugged Xiao Zhao's jade body into his arms
Both of them seemed to have a fire burning on their chests, their bodies were tightly attached, entangled with each other, their lips and tongues were connected, and they sucked with all their hearts. They were like a thirsty traveler meeting a clear spring, and the two bodies were hot and seemed to melt into a pot of boiling liquid. You have me and I have you, and I will never be separated from each other in life.
The moment the bellyband was pulled away, Xiao Zhao's rich body fragrance, along with the two plump and firm snow peaks, shook the thrilling charm and temptation, and rushed towards the man's hungry senses.
The woman's cold white body is a piece of earth that has not yet thawed, and the original species of all things that are still sleeping under the cover of ice and snow.
Fang Xuejian's burning lips and tongue are the sun that melts ice and snow, Fang Xuejian's hardworking fingers are the rakes that cultivate the fields
The sun shines, the plows and rakes are plowing, Xiao Zhao's soft body is trembling, rising and falling, awakening, in Cute, blooming
The crystal beads of sweat are filled with the joy and shyness of candlelight, swaying, flowing, and rolling on the smooth body. It is the melting snow water and the driving force for hatching.
Spring has arrived, and the fertile fields are blooming, colorful and colorful, competing for beauty
Fang Xuejian became a bee flying freely among the flowers, busy collecting sweet nectar on Xiao Zhao's tender body.
Xiao Zhao lay on the bed, his hazy eyes were vast as smoke, his cheeks were flushed, his hair was wet, his breasts were plump and cracked, and two rose petal-like blood-colored buds were towering and raised. Under the nourishment of his saliva and the fumigation of his nose, he looked like a freshly washed cherry
Fang Xuejian spits out the solid, swelling and hard red buds, with a hint of clear, lewd saliva, and the scorching lips and tongue wrapped in the high temperature that can melt everything, white peaks, small navels, flat belly
Thin silk underwear has become the public enemy of all mankind. With the intimate cooperation of man's fingers and woman's round buttocks, it quietly slid down along the slender thighs.
The woman's pale and smooth lower body was exposed, with shy resistance and gentle trembling
Xiao Zhao's skin has become extremely sensitive, even a trace of slight heat can stimulate her to make her whole body tremble.
His teasing, his sucking, his biting accumulated her desire, her emptiness, her desire, bit by bit, minute by minute, she was waiting for the final catharsis, the last rush, waiting for him to give himself the wildest mountain collapse and tsunami.
It's a true pursuit of death and eternity
Xiaozhao's white jade-like thighs were covered with tiny drops of sweat. Under the candlelight, it showed a light blush, smooth, fresh and moist, as if a finger would fall, the juice would be broken and flowing.
Fang Xuejian held her willow waist and stretched out her bright red tongue, like a hot soldering iron, gently licking Xiao Zhao's thighs, with moistness, throbbing and trembling, and eroding her shyness, reserve and depression little by little
A short and shy moan pierced out of the beauty's nasal cavity, wrapped in a breathtaking and ecstasy feeling, and the two tightly closed thighs finally opened under the man's lips and tongue.
Xiao Zhao's breathing became heavy, his towering breasts were undulating, and his trembling body was like a mature wheat field in the autumn wind
The soft tongue gently pierces into the warm and humid valley, the pure petals are blooming, the deep flower path begins to mud, the spring rain is accompanied by the breeze, moistening things silently
The tip of the tongue is light and flexible, like a dragonfly sifting through the layers of richness, exploring and searching, and then tapping the girl's shy heart
Xiao Zhao's colorful clouds swelled her face, her nose wings slightly, and she sweated like rain. The water waves in her almond eyes were rippling, and her snow-white skin evaporated and flushed. She suddenly raised her waist and hips, and the mountain peaks on her chest were raised high, and she couldn't help but tremble violently.
Inside the pink tent, on the pillow mat, the rolling breasts and buttocks are undoubtedly the most exciting erotic sensation in the world.
Um... Xiao Zhao snorted lightly, and her little hand touched a hard fire under the man's pull.
Flirting with me Fang Xuejian opened his hot lips, took Xiao Zhao's soft-jade earlobe, and whispered in her ear, with a little bit of pride
Xiao Zhao was shy and buried her blushing face deeply into the lover's arms. Her two little hands held the man's hot weapon and did not dare to move.
Touching me Fang Xuejian held the high and plump peaks in his hand
The smooth and delicate breasts fluctuated rapidly under his kneading, changing into various lewd shapes
Xiao Zhao's face was so rosy that it could pinch out water. His eyes were blurred, and his delicate moans came out of his nose, one after another, and his trembling fingers finally clasped the fire stick under the man's crotch.
Fang Xuejian let out a comfortable hum, and his hot mouth wrapped around Xiao Zhao's entire right breast, full of swelling.
Squeeze lips, bite teeth and lick and suck with tongue, Fang Xuejian takes three-pronged approach, making the beauty's breasts and desires swell in his mouth.
This expansion wandered around the beauty's body, like a sharp needle, piercing into the depths of Xiao Zhao's soul, and digging a gap in the most primitive holy place of women and even the entire human race, triggering a wave of thirst like a flood, and a rushing wave that never ends.
Smelling the sweet fragrance of Xiao Zhao's body, Fang Xue gradually became dry and his tongue was dry. His right palm crossed mountains and rivers, slid from the beauty's flat belly to the round buttocks, and then penetrated into his delicate lower abdomen along his snow-white thighs.
Tentacles are a bunch of slender and soft fragrant grass, which is the mysterious jungle that protects the holy land of the girl, the natural relics of human reproduction and reproduction
Fang Xuejian is like a reckless explorer, with fiery fingers walking through the sparse jungle and entering the rugged canyon. Here, the spring is bright, the water and grass are abundant, the environment is warm and humid, nurturing the most mysterious and delicate flower houses of women.
The man's fingers carefully test the beauty's reaction, gently sliding into the two plump sweet lips that were closed together
The sacred private garden was suddenly penetrated by the man's enthusiastic fingers. Xiao Zhao's breathing was rapid, and a crying moan was squeezed out from the depths of his throat. His cheeks were as hot as fire. His body was as smooth as jade trembling slightly. A layer of beautiful pink accompanied by sweat beads emerged from every pore in his body. The clouds were simmering, and the clouds were simmering, gorgeous and unpredictable.
The two slender and round thighs were slightly spread out, and the skin at the mouth of the beauty's garden was as delicate as cream, so delicate that it could not withstand the gentle touch of her fingers.
Fang Xuejian's fingers slid up and down between the two plump honey lips, feeling her body trembling slightly
Xiao Zhao's eyes were as silk as silk, gasping for thin air, swinging her waist to escape the man's teasing. The strong and continuous pleasure impact from several sensitive areas on her body made her in a semi-coma, as if floating in the clouds where she was nowhere to focus. Her two white and tender little hands firmly grasped the man's hot and firm flesh roots, as if a drowning man was holding a life-saving straw.
Fang Xuejian sucked the beautiful woman's breasts hard, leaving bright red marks on her delicate breasts as white as snow
The fingers below did not stop for a moment. They rubbed their fingertips slowly and slid along the center of the rift into the girl's most sacred secret passage.
Ah! Xiao Zhao screamed sadly, his whole body suddenly erected, his soft muscles became tense and stiff, tears filled his beautiful eyes, two big tears fell from his eyes, rolled over his red-jade face, and disappeared on the bamboo mat
Does it hurt? Fang Xuejian quickly pulled his fingers back, which were wet and smooth, which was the sweet dew of the beauty's love
Xiao Zhao sobbed slightly, nodded, and opened his extremely sad apricot eyes. He looked at Ding Fang Xue and said: My husband, Xiao Zhao has recently broken melon, and it hurts even if he touches it gently. I am afraid he can't serve him tonight.
Seeing the beauty's pitiful begging, Fang Xuejian loved her deeply and stroked her hair, and said apologetically: It's all bad for my husband, I'm rushing forward and not pitying. This is also a fault for not having much experience and not understanding the situation of the woman.
Hearing his words seriously, Xiao Zhao immediately burst into tears and laughed. Two tears were still hanging on his pink face. The pear blossoms were covered with rain. It was so beautiful and unparalleled.
The head and neck drooped, the corners of the mouth were laughing, and he whispered: My husband is familiar with the scriptures, aren't these recorded? But he made a joke
Fang Xuejian saw her making fun of herself, and reached out to her buttocks and twisted it gently, saying: My husband is grinding his gun at the moment of battle. The "Demon Goddess's Art" was also borrowed from the Snake Langjun. Where can I read the scriptures carefully?
Xiao Zhao smiled secretly, rubbed his body into his arms, stretched out a green finger, drew several circles on his chest, and asked unbelievably: Is it the first time for my husband?
Fang Xuejian was about to answer, but suddenly remembered the ridiculous night between the valley hut and Chu He. I wonder if that was his first time. Panic, nervous, excited, impulsive, and the stimulation that made people stiff all over his body. Although there was no real contact, deep in his heart, it was undoubtedly his most innocent first time.
The first time with the innocent girl in the world, her name is Chuhe, Xiaohe has just revealed her sharp corners, He'er, irreplaceable
Fang Xuejian sighed in his heart, the smile on his face was sweeter, and said: Of course, it was my first time that my husband lived a very hard life. Except for Xiao Zhao, which woman would like me, a poor man?
Xiao Zhao's face shining brightly, and she was surprised and moaned softly. She hugged the man's ape waist with her arms tightly, and she choked in her throat. She said excitedly: Unless her husband doesn't want Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao will never betray her husband in the future.
Fang Xuejian gently stroked her smooth and smooth jade back, a trace of guilt surged in her heart, her eyes were slightly moist, and she said softly: Silly girl, my husband wants to have seven or eight fat babies with Xiao Zhao, how could he not want you?
Xiao Zhao was excited and her body couldn't help but twisted gently. Suddenly, she felt a hard thing on her waist. She reached out and touched her, and it was hot and hot. She suddenly remembered what it was. She was shocked and ashamed. She was about to shrink her hand, but Fang Xuejian caught her and couldn't move forward and backward.
Fang Xuejian approached her ear, sprayed hot air, and said softly: Xiao Zhao, stroking her husband
Xiao Zhao didn't dare to look up, his body was pressed into his arms and trembled slightly. His two little hands grabbed the clone and did not pull it back.
Xiao Zhao, the scriptures say that if a man walks in a room without losing it, it will be harmful to his body. Fang Xuejian's palm slides up and down the beautiful woman's back and starts to do ideological guidance work.
Xiao Zhao's body was calm, and he was half-believing and half-doubted, but it was related to the safety of the lover, so he would rather believe that he had it.
The white and tender little hand stopped for a moment, then began to squirm on the rod.
After the beauty's soft little hands touched, Fang Xue's clone, which gradually became weak, was revived, and her heart was very helpful, and her blood and energy flowed into her lower body continuously, and it became more and more thick and hot. When she jumped and shook, Xiao Zhao could hardly grasp it.
Xiao Zhao stroked it for a moment and gradually adapted to it. His shyness and fear were gone, but his curiosity gradually grew.
Most women in the world are smart and skillful, and Xiao Zhao is even more skillful in his hands. He rubs the penis under the man's crotch as a hot pounding stick to serve him. He is very familiar with it.
Fang Xuejian was so angry that she rubbed her. She reached out and grabbed her pink buttocks. With force, her ten fingers were deeply trapped in the flesh.
Fang Xuejian thrust his waist, allowing the thick clone to twitch gently in the beautiful woman's palm. The pleasure became stronger and stronger as the heat accumulated, and the impulse of spraying became stronger.
Xiao Zhao's arms were weak, and he gritted his clone tightly, his palm was hot, as if he was holding a soldering iron
The stick body is like this, isn’t the stick heart going to spit out?
The meat stick in the palm is no longer getting bigger, but it is getting hotter and harder. As the man's twitches are still beating slightly, Xiao Zhao's heart cannot help but pound. I don't know what is more shameful and strange things will happen below.
While thinking about it, the tent shook and suddenly separated a round hole, penetrated into a round woman's head, with a smirk, as if she had caught the promise of an affair, and said: Hehe, the newcomer entered the bridal chamber, the matchmaker threw the wall, and he really guessed it.
Fang Xuejian screamed, and his whole body spasmed involuntarily. His thick clone was raised high like a majestic red cannon
The cannon body twitched for a long time, accumulated enough heat and pleasure, and twitched violently for a few times. A sticky white liquid spurted out of the muzzle, like a rapid flow, flying across the sky, and all shot on the face of Long Hongling who was exploring his head.
The mountains are much colder than the plains. After midnight, the dew condenses on the mountain road, and the mist turns heavier
The two of them walked in a hurry, and when they returned to the villa building, their clothes were beaten a little wet.
The trees are shrouded in the shade, and the red candles are still in the boudoir, and Xiao Zhao is still waiting for them
Fang Xuejian felt warm, and rushed to the stairs, and reached out and knocked on the door.
Before his fingertips touched Muge, the door creaked and suddenly opened.
The swaying candlelight is like a pot of blood-colored mercury poured out, and Fang Xuejian was covered with his face and body.
The door opened, and what caught my eye was a beautiful and beautiful face of a woman. Her sorrow and joyful face had just opened. This sad and sad and touching beauty is hard to describe and imitate. It can only be understood but not conveyed.
In an instant, Xiao Zhao's joy ignited the first brilliant spark in his beautiful eyes. However, the first bright spark burst into Fang Xuejian's heart, stretching out the ten thousand tender ice silks that were entangled and entangled with each other.
Through a shallow camphor wood threshold, the two of them looked at each other, staring blankly, silently
The thin air suddenly solidified between the two, as if it turned into a scorching transparent conductor. The emotional current that shuttled through instantly conveyed each other's concerns, and admiration and longing were more than a thousand words?
Miss, you are back... Xiao Zhao's joyful and shy face suddenly changed, and he looked at Fang Xuejian's shoulder timidly. A beautiful pink face was coming out from there, with a teasing look on his face. It was the eldest lady of Shenlong Villa Long Hongling
Before Fang Xuejian could turn around, Long Hongling pushed him into the room and shook his head, raised his foot and crossed the threshold, and said: Nowadays, the young man is really heartless. Before the newcomer enters the bridal chamber, the matchmaker has already thrown over the wall... A long sigh, it looks like a matchmaker in seventies, eighty years old, pretending to be full of grievances and resentment.
Xiao Zhao lowered her head, her face flushed with shame, and did not dare to see Fang Xuejian. She grabbed her sleeve and said softly: Miss, the soup is ready, do you want me to serve me?
Long Hongling glanced at Fang Xuejian and smiled: OK, it saves you the advantage.
Xiao Zhao agreed quietly, and walked towards the stairs on the left. Halfway through, he turned around and saw that he was still standing foolishly in place. He pointed to the wooden barrel and pointed to the bed, and asked him to go to bed and sleep on his own.
Xiao Zhao is slender, with narrow shoulders and slender waist, and elegant posture, like a white lotus in the clear moon; Dragon Red Spirit is exquisite, plump and round, like a rose in the scorching sun
Looking at the two beauties walking on lotus steps like willows and climbing a high building, Fang Xuejian's thoughts surged in his heart. If he could marry these two daughters, hold the white lotus on the left and the rose on the right, it would be worth it to go to the world.
After the two women disappeared into the bead curtain at the end of the stairs, Fang Xuejian reluctantly withdrew his gaze. Before the bed collapsed, he wanted to stuff two magical secret books under the pillow, lifted the pink mosquito net, and suddenly smelled a delicate female fragrance from his nose. He was proud of himself, took "The Demon Goddess's Art", turned to the place where the silver note was hidden, and kissed it gently, as if kissing Xiao Zhao's pink noodles.
The soup has been changed, the clear waves are rippling and the faint fragrance floats. Fang Xue gradually took off his body and lay inside. He felt a cool feeling penetrated into his internal organs through every pore in his body, which was very comfortable.
The sound of water on the upper floor was dinging, and the sound of a slight teasing of a woman came from time to time. Fang Xuejian pricked up his ears and wanted to hear it clearly, but he couldn't get it.
He had a fever on his face and became distracted. According to his memories during the day, he tried his best to imagine the moving body of Long Hongling when he was naked, with his chest and round buttocks, jade skin and ice skin. Compared to Xiao Zhao, he should be more mature than three parts.
Fang Xuejian was absent-minded. He took a bath for a while, wiped his body quickly, and did not blow out the candles, so he climbed onto the bed and turned over and lay down.
The experiences in the past two days are either great joy or shock. The nerves are too stimulating and exhausted. Thinking of myself playing with two phoenixes alone and enjoying the dream of blessings of the world, a shiny greed flowed from the corner of my mouth, my mind gradually became confused, and I fell asleep after falling asleep.
In the sleep, a sudden pain came from the back of the head. Fang Xuejian was shocked. He opened his eyes and turned his head to see that it was Xiao Zhao sitting on his buttocks.
Xiao Zhao wore a light green bellyband on her upper body and a thin silk underwear on her lower body. The candlelight shone on her icy and jade-like skin, as smooth and crystal clear as if transparent.
The head of the little Zhao moth is buried low, the red glow is swelling, the extremely soft and beautiful almond eyes are shiny and moist, and the shyness is infinite
When she saw Fang Xuejian turning her head over, she smiled apologetically and said: Did you hurt?
Fang Xuejian snorted lightly and asked: Xiao Zhao, when is it now?
It's almost dawn, Xiao Zhao's pretty face turned red, and his voice was as soft as if he was talking to himself. The lady asked me to sleep with her. I remembered that your wound slipped down before it was changed.
Fang Xuejian was grateful, and reached out to hold the soft and boneless Rouyi, put his palm on his lips and kissed him, and said with a smile: It's a blessing to remember it.
Xiao Zhao was even more shy, and his shiny eyes were filled with surprise and joy. He let him hold it for a while before retracting his little hand, gently peeling off the gauze, carefully sprinkling the medicine powder on the wound, and then re-wrapped it with new gauze.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Fang Xuejian endured the pain and said: Xiao Zhao, how are you usually good to you?
Xiao Zhao's face turned dim and she said softly: Miss is a good person, and she treats me like a sister, but Xiao Zhao is a slave after all, so some things are not easy to force.
Fang Xuejian was shocked. He was lonely since childhood and was used to living a life of living under someone else's roof. How could he not know the taste?
He was lucky than Xiao Zhao and met the compassionate Zen Master Huijue. Otherwise, his fate would be much more miserable than Xiao Zhao.
Thinking of Long Hongling's willful and willful personality, over the years, Xiao Zhao's suffering can be imagined.
Fang Xuejian felt mixed feelings, and he felt more pity for Xiao Zhao, who was both a worldly desolate person.
He came over with his backhand, held her round and thin waist, and said with great care: Xiao Zhao, when the owner of the manor comes back, I will redeem you. I will love and protect you all my life and will never let you suffer any grievances.
Xiao Zhao's eyes turned red, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, her chest was undulating, and she suddenly fell on his back, crying out loud
The crying was intermittent and low, like a huge rock that was pressing on a thousand kilograms, or was it pressing on the bitterness and grievances that had accumulated for more than ten years?
Feeling the smoothness and softness of the beautiful woman's body, Fang Xuejian felt it was helpful, stretched out his fingers, gently wiped away the tears from his face, and said: Xiao Zhao, how many days do you have to endure it, I am still waiting for sin now, and the matter of redeeming my body will fall on the eldest lady
Xiao Zhao's throat choked, his pointed chin pressed against his shoulder, and said softly: As long as your husband is sincere to Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao will be happy even if he is a slave.
Fang Xuejian turned his head and neck, kissed her delicate nose gently, and said: What a silly girl who is talking stupidly, will my guild lie to you?
Xiao Zhao stopped crying, turned the head of the red moth to the man's ear, and blew like orchids, saying: My husband, Xiao Zhao was originally a silly girl. His voice was soft and moist, as wet as the air on the plum rainy day in June in Jiangnan.
Xiao Zhao, you are not only a silly girl, but also a little fairy. My husband wants you now. Fang Xuejian's palm is moving downward and slid onto the beautiful woman's tender and round buttocks. Through a thin layer of silk, his fingertips were slightly pressed, and ten fingers fell into the soft buttocks, full of elasticity.
Xiao Zhao moaned softly, gently swaying his slender waist, not knowing whether to escape or to cater to his caress.
The two pointed breasts on the chest jumped and wriggled on the man's back, making Fang Xue gradually make the blood tumbling, and the heart turbulent
Fang Xuejian's breath gradually became thicker and heavier, and his ten fingers were either stroked or kneaded. The round and smooth hip muscles were like two well-fermented dough under his palms, and they were rubbed into various strange shapes.
Xiao Zhao's breathing gradually became lighter, and his palms climbed on Fang Xuejian's shoulder, opened his mouth lightly, and suddenly he held his ears in his mouth.
My husband... With the warm and sweet fragrance, a affectionate call sprayed from the beauty's mouth into the man's ears
Fang Xuejian's heart trembled suddenly, his whole body became hot like a burning fire, and the tide of feelings in his chest seemed to be about to swell and crack at any time.
Under the cloak of human nature, the naked desires of beasts are like an oil field buried deep in the ground, penetrated by the two words "lowly" of the beauty, ignited and exploded.
The wild horse breaks out of the reins, the oil field is blowing out, and the dry firewood meets the fire. What men and women need now is free galloping like a vast sea and sky, and what they need is endless burning.
Returning to the most primitive and boldest sensual impulse between heaven and earth, passion cheers like scorching lava, breaking down the reserved fence, raging the beautiful vast field full of flowers
Chasing happiness is God's initial idea of dividing humans into men and women. Fear, shrinking and escaping are truly unforgivable sins
Fang Xuejian's eyes turned red and suddenly turned around. With Xiao Zhao's scream, she lifted her from her back to the inside of the bed.
The wooden bed is narrow and only four feet wide, so it can barely accommodate two people lying on their heads together
Xiao Zhao's body was lifted off the back by the man, and his back hit the wall immediately. Half a scream had not yet been heard, and he blocked Cherry's mouth tightly.
Fang Xuejian sat up, gently stretched his ape's arms, and hugged Xiao Zhao's jade body into his arms
Both of them seemed to have a fire burning on their chests, their bodies were tightly attached, entangled with each other, their lips and tongues were connected, and they sucked with all their hearts. They were like a thirsty traveler meeting a clear spring, and the two bodies were hot and seemed to melt into a pot of boiling liquid. You have me and I have you, and I will never be separated from each other in life.
The moment the bellyband was pulled away, Xiao Zhao's rich body fragrance, along with the two plump and firm snow peaks, shook the thrilling charm and temptation, and rushed towards the man's hungry senses.
The woman's cold white body is a piece of earth that has not yet thawed, and the original species of all things that are still sleeping under the cover of ice and snow.
Fang Xuejian's burning lips and tongue are the sun that melts ice and snow, Fang Xuejian's hardworking fingers are the rakes that cultivate the fields
The sun shines, the plows and rakes are plowing, Xiao Zhao's soft body is trembling, rising and falling, awakening, in Cute, blooming
The crystal beads of sweat are filled with the joy and shyness of candlelight, swaying, flowing, and rolling on the smooth body. It is the melting snow water and the driving force for hatching.
Spring has arrived, and the fertile fields are blooming, colorful and colorful, competing for beauty
Fang Xuejian became a bee flying freely among the flowers, busy collecting sweet nectar on Xiao Zhao's tender body.
Xiao Zhao lay on the bed, his hazy eyes were vast as smoke, his cheeks were flushed, his hair was wet, his breasts were plump and cracked, and two rose petal-like blood-colored buds were towering and raised. Under the nourishment of his saliva and the fumigation of his nose, he looked like a freshly washed cherry
Fang Xuejian spits out the solid, swelling and hard red buds, with a hint of clear, lewd saliva, and the scorching lips and tongue wrapped in the high temperature that can melt everything, white peaks, small navels, flat belly
Thin silk underwear has become the public enemy of all mankind. With the intimate cooperation of man's fingers and woman's round buttocks, it quietly slid down along the slender thighs.
The woman's pale and smooth lower body was exposed, with shy resistance and gentle trembling
Xiao Zhao's skin has become extremely sensitive, even a trace of slight heat can stimulate her to make her whole body tremble.
His teasing, his sucking, his biting accumulated her desire, her emptiness, her desire, bit by bit, minute by minute, she was waiting for the final catharsis, the last rush, waiting for him to give himself the wildest mountain collapse and tsunami.
It's a true pursuit of death and eternity
Xiaozhao's white jade-like thighs were covered with tiny drops of sweat. Under the candlelight, it showed a light blush, smooth, fresh and moist, as if a finger would fall, the juice would be broken and flowing.
Fang Xuejian held her willow waist and stretched out her bright red tongue, like a hot soldering iron, gently licking Xiao Zhao's thighs, with moistness, throbbing and trembling, and eroding her shyness, reserve and depression little by little
A short and shy moan pierced out of the beauty's nasal cavity, wrapped in a breathtaking and ecstasy feeling, and the two tightly closed thighs finally opened under the man's lips and tongue.
Xiao Zhao's breathing became heavy, his towering breasts were undulating, and his trembling body was like a mature wheat field in the autumn wind
The soft tongue gently pierces into the warm and humid valley, the pure petals are blooming, the deep flower path begins to mud, the spring rain is accompanied by the breeze, moistening things silently
The tip of the tongue is light and flexible, like a dragonfly sifting through the layers of richness, exploring and searching, and then tapping the girl's shy heart
Xiao Zhao's colorful clouds swelled her face, her nose wings slightly, and she sweated like rain. The water waves in her almond eyes were rippling, and her snow-white skin evaporated and flushed. She suddenly raised her waist and hips, and the mountain peaks on her chest were raised high, and she couldn't help but tremble violently.
Inside the pink tent, on the pillow mat, the rolling breasts and buttocks are undoubtedly the most exciting erotic sensation in the world.
Um... Xiao Zhao snorted lightly, and her little hand touched a hard fire under the man's pull.
Flirting with me Fang Xuejian opened his hot lips, took Xiao Zhao's soft-jade earlobe, and whispered in her ear, with a little bit of pride
Xiao Zhao was shy and buried her blushing face deeply into the lover's arms. Her two little hands held the man's hot weapon and did not dare to move.
Touching me Fang Xuejian held the high and plump peaks in his hand
The smooth and delicate breasts fluctuated rapidly under his kneading, changing into various lewd shapes
Xiao Zhao's face was so rosy that it could pinch out water. His eyes were blurred, and his delicate moans came out of his nose, one after another, and his trembling fingers finally clasped the fire stick under the man's crotch.
Fang Xuejian let out a comfortable hum, and his hot mouth wrapped around Xiao Zhao's entire right breast, full of swelling.
Squeeze lips, bite teeth and lick and suck with tongue, Fang Xuejian takes three-pronged approach, making the beauty's breasts and desires swell in his mouth.
This expansion wandered around the beauty's body, like a sharp needle, piercing into the depths of Xiao Zhao's soul, and digging a gap in the most primitive holy place of women and even the entire human race, triggering a wave of thirst like a flood, and a rushing wave that never ends.
Smelling the sweet fragrance of Xiao Zhao's body, Fang Xue gradually became dry and his tongue was dry. His right palm crossed mountains and rivers, slid from the beauty's flat belly to the round buttocks, and then penetrated into his delicate lower abdomen along his snow-white thighs.
Tentacles are a bunch of slender and soft fragrant grass, which is the mysterious jungle that protects the holy land of the girl, the natural relics of human reproduction and reproduction
Fang Xuejian is like a reckless explorer, with fiery fingers walking through the sparse jungle and entering the rugged canyon. Here, the spring is bright, the water and grass are abundant, the environment is warm and humid, nurturing the most mysterious and delicate flower houses of women.
The man's fingers carefully test the beauty's reaction, gently sliding into the two plump sweet lips that were closed together
The sacred private garden was suddenly penetrated by the man's enthusiastic fingers. Xiao Zhao's breathing was rapid, and a crying moan was squeezed out from the depths of his throat. His cheeks were as hot as fire. His body was as smooth as jade trembling slightly. A layer of beautiful pink accompanied by sweat beads emerged from every pore in his body. The clouds were simmering, and the clouds were simmering, gorgeous and unpredictable.
The two slender and round thighs were slightly spread out, and the skin at the mouth of the beauty's garden was as delicate as cream, so delicate that it could not withstand the gentle touch of her fingers.
Fang Xuejian's fingers slid up and down between the two plump honey lips, feeling her body trembling slightly
Xiao Zhao's eyes were as silk as silk, gasping for thin air, swinging her waist to escape the man's teasing. The strong and continuous pleasure impact from several sensitive areas on her body made her in a semi-coma, as if floating in the clouds where she was nowhere to focus. Her two white and tender little hands firmly grasped the man's hot and firm flesh roots, as if a drowning man was holding a life-saving straw.
Fang Xuejian sucked the beautiful woman's breasts hard, leaving bright red marks on her delicate breasts as white as snow
The fingers below did not stop for a moment. They rubbed their fingertips slowly and slid along the center of the rift into the girl's most sacred secret passage.
Ah! Xiao Zhao screamed sadly, his whole body suddenly erected, his soft muscles became tense and stiff, tears filled his beautiful eyes, two big tears fell from his eyes, rolled over his red-jade face, and disappeared on the bamboo mat
Does it hurt? Fang Xuejian quickly pulled his fingers back, which were wet and smooth, which was the sweet dew of the beauty's love
Xiao Zhao sobbed slightly, nodded, and opened his extremely sad apricot eyes. He looked at Ding Fang Xue and said: My husband, Xiao Zhao has recently broken melon, and it hurts even if he touches it gently. I am afraid he can't serve him tonight.
Seeing the beauty's pitiful begging, Fang Xuejian loved her deeply and stroked her hair, and said apologetically: It's all bad for my husband, I'm rushing forward and not pitying. This is also a fault for not having much experience and not understanding the situation of the woman.
Hearing his words seriously, Xiao Zhao immediately burst into tears and laughed. Two tears were still hanging on his pink face. The pear blossoms were covered with rain. It was so beautiful and unparalleled.
The head and neck drooped, the corners of the mouth were laughing, and he whispered: My husband is familiar with the scriptures, aren't these recorded? But he made a joke
Fang Xuejian saw her making fun of herself, and reached out to her buttocks and twisted it gently, saying: My husband is grinding his gun at the moment of battle. The "Demon Goddess's Art" was also borrowed from the Snake Langjun. Where can I read the scriptures carefully?
Xiao Zhao smiled secretly, rubbed his body into his arms, stretched out a green finger, drew several circles on his chest, and asked unbelievably: Is it the first time for my husband?
Fang Xuejian was about to answer, but suddenly remembered the ridiculous night between the valley hut and Chu He. I wonder if that was his first time. Panic, nervous, excited, impulsive, and the stimulation that made people stiff all over his body. Although there was no real contact, deep in his heart, it was undoubtedly his most innocent first time.
The first time with the innocent girl in the world, her name is Chuhe, Xiaohe has just revealed her sharp corners, He'er, irreplaceable
Fang Xuejian sighed in his heart, the smile on his face was sweeter, and said: Of course, it was my first time that my husband lived a very hard life. Except for Xiao Zhao, which woman would like me, a poor man?
Xiao Zhao's face shining brightly, and she was surprised and moaned softly. She hugged the man's ape waist with her arms tightly, and she choked in her throat. She said excitedly: Unless her husband doesn't want Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao will never betray her husband in the future.
Fang Xuejian gently stroked her smooth and smooth jade back, a trace of guilt surged in her heart, her eyes were slightly moist, and she said softly: Silly girl, my husband wants to have seven or eight fat babies with Xiao Zhao, how could he not want you?
Xiao Zhao was excited and her body couldn't help but twisted gently. Suddenly, she felt a hard thing on her waist. She reached out and touched her, and it was hot and hot. She suddenly remembered what it was. She was shocked and ashamed. She was about to shrink her hand, but Fang Xuejian caught her and couldn't move forward and backward.
Fang Xuejian approached her ear, sprayed hot air, and said softly: Xiao Zhao, stroking her husband
Xiao Zhao didn't dare to look up, his body was pressed into his arms and trembled slightly. His two little hands grabbed the clone and did not pull it back.
Xiao Zhao, the scriptures say that if a man walks in a room without losing it, it will be harmful to his body. Fang Xuejian's palm slides up and down the beautiful woman's back and starts to do ideological guidance work.
Xiao Zhao's body was calm, and he was half-believing and half-doubted, but it was related to the safety of the lover, so he would rather believe that he had it.
The white and tender little hand stopped for a moment, then began to squirm on the rod.
After the beauty's soft little hands touched, Fang Xue's clone, which gradually became weak, was revived, and her heart was very helpful, and her blood and energy flowed into her lower body continuously, and it became more and more thick and hot. When she jumped and shook, Xiao Zhao could hardly grasp it.
Xiao Zhao stroked it for a moment and gradually adapted to it. His shyness and fear were gone, but his curiosity gradually grew.
Most women in the world are smart and skillful, and Xiao Zhao is even more skillful in his hands. He rubs the penis under the man's crotch as a hot pounding stick to serve him. He is very familiar with it.
Fang Xuejian was so angry that she rubbed her. She reached out and grabbed her pink buttocks. With force, her ten fingers were deeply trapped in the flesh.
Fang Xuejian thrust his waist, allowing the thick clone to twitch gently in the beautiful woman's palm. The pleasure became stronger and stronger as the heat accumulated, and the impulse of spraying became stronger.
Xiao Zhao's arms were weak, and he gritted his clone tightly, his palm was hot, as if he was holding a soldering iron
The stick body is like this, isn’t the stick heart going to spit out?
The meat stick in the palm is no longer getting bigger, but it is getting hotter and harder. As the man's twitches are still beating slightly, Xiao Zhao's heart cannot help but pound. I don't know what is more shameful and strange things will happen below.
While thinking about it, the tent shook and suddenly separated a round hole, penetrated into a round woman's head, with a smirk, as if she had caught the promise of an affair, and said: Hehe, the newcomer entered the bridal chamber, the matchmaker threw the wall, and he really guessed it.
Fang Xuejian screamed, and his whole body spasmed involuntarily. His thick clone was raised high like a majestic red cannon
The cannon body twitched for a long time, accumulated enough heat and pleasure, and twitched violently for a few times. A sticky white liquid spurted out of the muzzle, like a rapid flow, flying across the sky, and all shot on the face of Long Hongling who was exploring his head.
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